I became a movie star at the age of three; Dilraba and I are childhood sweethearts.

The producer rubbed his temples, his patience nearly exhausted.

He had been sitting there for over six hours, listening to Rowling repeat her casting criteria over and over again.

He softened his tone, trying to sound gentle.

"Joe, we understand your dedication to the role."

"However, filmmaking is different from writing a novel; it has its time constraints."

After speaking, the producer looked at the director and casting director, seeking their support.

The director echoed this sentiment.

"Yes, Joe, we've interviewed hundreds of kids, and they're all excellent."

"Some of them are already very close to the Harry you described."

Rowling placed her hands on the table and shook her head.

"Approaching? Approaching isn't Harry Potter."

"Harry Potter is not a character that is acted out; he needs to be felt."

She pointed to the photos that had been rejected.

"These children don't even understand what hunger is, or what it feels like to be neglected."

The investor representative finally spoke up, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"Ms. Joanna, the film's budget and release date are both limited."

"We cannot put the entire project on hold indefinitely for the sake of a single feeling."

His gaze swept over everyone present, finally settling on Rowling.

"If we can't find the right person for you, we may need to reassess the feasibility of this film."

The atmosphere in the room froze instantly.

This is no longer an implication, but a blatant threat.

The director and producer's expressions changed; they knew what the investors' words meant.

The hard work of countless people may have been wasted because of Rowling's stubbornness.

Rowling's breathing became noticeably rapid.

She understood the weight of those words, but she couldn't bring herself to just find any passable child actor to play Harry.

That was not just a character, but a child she nurtured with countless days and nights of writing.

Just as things were at a standstill inside the audition room, outside the door, a young man from the East had already stirred up a storm.

A group of children were gathered in the corridor, waiting for their auditions.

Most of these children have blond hair, blue eyes, and fair skin; they are typical European and American faces.

Wang Jinhua led Xiao Chen through the corridor, intending to find an empty seat to wait.

In fact, the anxiety in her heart had not completely subsided.

She was even muttering to herself the whole way.

"If this really doesn't work, we'll just go back to China."

"What magic movie? We even have zombie movies in China."

Xiao Chen listened with a smile to Wang Jinhua's incoherent ramblings, but didn't say anything more.

He simply held Wang Jinhua's hand tightly and walked resolutely into the corridor in front of the audition room.

He was dressed in simple casual clothes today, and his black hair was not fluffy and curly like that of Western children, but rather smooth and close to his scalp.

His dark, jade-like eyes shone with a calmness beyond his years.

As Xiao Chen stepped into the corridor, the previously noisy environment immediately quieted down.

All eyes were on him.

"Oh my goodness! This boy is so handsome!"

"Who is he? He doesn't look like us!"

"Is he here for an audition too? Which role is he auditioning for...?"

Discussion arose.

The children queuing up for auditions stared wide-eyed at the suddenly appearing boy from the East.

Their parents, on the other hand, displayed a more complex expression.

Surprise, doubt, and even hostility and scrutiny.

Wang Jinhua also sensed the strange atmosphere around her and frowned unhappily.

In her view, these gazes were not entirely benevolent; rather, they carried a sense of rejection.

She regretted it a little; she shouldn't have listened to Xiao Chen and come all this way to get involved in this mess.

Just then, a little boy with red hair and freckles awkwardly pushed through the crowd and walked towards Xiao Chen.

He looked somewhat simple and honest, and asked in broken English with a Dunhuang accent.

Hey, hello.

"You...you're here for an interview too?"

Xiao Chen smiled slightly.

"Yes, I'll give it a try."

The boy's eyes lit up.

"Wow! You're so brave!"

He felt like he had found a kindred spirit and immediately became excited.

"My name is Rupert."

"My mom said I probably won't be chosen because I always like to eat sweets and have a round face."

"She said Harry should be very thin."

"But I think my red hair looks a lot like Ron's."

"Do you know Ron? He's Harry's best friend!"

Rupert rattled off his self-introduction, completely oblivious to the stares he was getting from those around him.

As Xiao Chen listened to the boy's words, a barely perceptible smile flashed in his eyes.

Xiao Chen recognized the boy the moment he appeared.

This honest and somewhat talkative boy was the young actor who played Ron in his previous life.

His personality is also very similar to Ron's.

Rupert suddenly stopped and looked at Xiao Chen expectantly.

"What's your name?"

Xiao Chen answered with a smile.

"My name is Xiao Chen."

Rupert nodded, preparing to continue sharing his audition experience.

Not far away, another figure caught everyone's attention.

She was a little girl who seemed a bit precocious.

She was holding a thick book, her golden curly hair cascading over her shoulders, and her eyes swept over Rupert with disdain.

"Opportunity favors the prepared mind."

She closed the book with a crisp snap.

"Someone like you who only knows how to pray and thinks about sweets all day long will never be chosen."

Rupert was taken aback by her words, his smile froze, and he wanted to refute her but didn't know how to say it.

The little girl's gaze, with the air of a victor, shifted from Rupert to Xiao Chen.

She had intended to scrutinize the young man from the East with the same gaze.

However, when she saw Xiao Chen's face clearly, she panicked.

She had never seen anyone so beautiful.

Even the roots of her ears subtly blushed pink.

Xiao Chen's gaze lingered on her for a few seconds, and he immediately recognized who this little girl with golden curly hair was.

She is none other than the young actress Emma.

The actress who played Hermione in my previous life.

While Xiao Chen was still talking to Rupert and Emma, ​​Wan Jinhua was quietly observing the audition room.

From the moment we started, all the child actors who came out of the audition room were dejected.

Clearly, they were all rejected by the production team.

Wang Jinhua's brows furrowed more and more tightly.

It seems that this selection process is much more difficult than she imagined.

Even local actors from the UK have such a hard time getting selected, let alone Xiao Chen, a child from the East.

Wang Jinhua called out softly.

"Xiao Chen..."

The moment she called out Xiao Chen's name, a shout came from the audition room informing Xiao Chen to come in for his audition.

Xiao Chen patted Wang Jinhua's hand reassuringly, then let go of her hand and walked to the front door alone.

"Aunt Hua."

"Believe me."

Wan Jinhua sighed. She knew she couldn't persuade Xiao Chen. All her words could be summed up in one sentence.

"You brat."

"Don't come back if you can't get the role!"